Hey, gotta get all over it, gotta get all under it, gotta get a sample of it over to the lab. No you cannot take me, you cannot take me, you cannot, so get off the road. Shoulda got an autograph, gotta get a photograph, gotta get a shot before it burns to the ground. I am the unaccountable, insurmountable pillar of k**er style.
This time we ride for war and we'll take you down. This time it's one for all and we'll tear it all down.
Gotta get a wiggle on, did you bring your grog along? Bet ya didn't know that we were gunna do it now. No you cannot have me, you cannot have me, you cannot, so get off the ride. Up and down the palisade, gotta make a barricade, gotta keep a weapon in a bucket by the door. I remain apolitical, hypocritical, ready and willing to die.
Oh can you smell that smoke my love? Do you feel it now? Can you feel that wind my love?
And now, we dance. Try not to, try not to, try not to think too hard.
It's too hard not to, hard not to, hard not to think like:
I am the unpredictable, inspirational master of the road, I am the inconcievable, irresistible master of love.
And so, we dance.
The time we have taken for ourselves is the only chance we have to build our monument.
For I wear this inadequacy as a badge of honour that I have not yet grown old, I have not yet grown tired and grey. For the skies will burn and the freak shall inherit the earth. And we will scream it until we have forgotten the reason why.
FIGHT.